assistirfilmes Chapter 167: Deus Ex Machina
Chapter 167: Deus Ex Machina
Chapter 167: Deus Ex Machina
October 10th. Twelfth Day. This national holiday commemorates the revolution that led to the establishment of the Republic of China.
It’s a national holiday celebrated by most of the 53 countries on the mainland, with the exception of non-Han Chinese autonomous regions such as Uyghur and Tibet, and it’s also a big day of festivities in Taiwan.
“Wow, it’s crazy out there.”
“I’ve never seen such a large parade outside of an amusement park. It’s nothing compared to Disneyland.”
The city streets are closed to civilian traffic and filled with colorful kites, parade floats, and flag-waving citizens.
Sixty years after their independence from the mainland was threatened, Taiwanese pride in their newfound independence is immense.
So much so that they celebrate their biggest holiday, the Twelfth Day, by inviting international celebrities.
“Don’t be shy. A knight of the Lionheart King should be able to relax and enjoy a banquet of this magnitude.”
Leon turned his attention to Ha-ri and the other knights, who wanted to open the limo window. Beatrice smirked at the sight.
“It’s only natural for young knights to want to enjoy the festivities, isn’t it, Your Majesty?”
“This king used to go to jousting tournaments and serf festivals to earn his keep, not like these brats.”
“Your Majesty?”
“What?”
Ha-ri raised her hand, and Leon waved the question away.
“I think I know what a jousting tournament is, but what is a serf festival?”
“Hmm, good question. I’m planning on doing one with Lord Spinner someday.”
Ha-ri felt uneasy when Leon mentioned Yappy.
“To explain this festival, we must first consider its origins. Sir Gratas, the Holy Knight, a giant slayer and author of the book How to Slay Giants with Serfs...”
In the past, the Lionheart Kingdom launched a continent-wide Night War when there was no empire yet, barbarians and demonic followers flooded the chaotic continent, along with mounted peoples from the east.
Crushing so many enemies naturally led to a surplus of serfs, whose numbers approached the total population of the Lionheart Kingdom.
This was despite taking no prisoners on the battlefield.
“So Lord Gratas had an idea: instead of just killing them, let’s consume them as tribute to the gods.”
Thus began the hunt for the giants, a powerful fighting race that was growing in numbers on the continent at the time.
Lord Gratas led his serfs on a charge and hunted the giants to extinction, among other feats.
The result is Leon’s manual, How to Hunt Giants with Serfs.
“It was in honor of Lord Gratas’ exploits that the Serf Festival spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom.”
“Uh— Well, then?”
“Please tell me that’s not true.”
Ha-ri and Jae-hyuk deny reality but with a shaky voice, Soo-ho spoke the truth.
“Are you referring to the nationwide serf consumption festival, the—?”
“That’s right.”
God–no, Arianna, God.
The three of them remembered the Templar election, when they’d been given a single dagger and sent on a suicidal rampage against giants.Rêạd new chapters at novelhall.com
And they did that on a national scale?
Leon turned his gaze to Chun So-yeon, leaving the three in a daze.
“Chun So-yeon, do you have a good idea?”
He’d enlisted So-Yeon in this madness?
“Yes.”
She prepared that?!
“Ho-oh, this king should have organized the regional serf festivals for you, do you already have any new ideas outside of those?”
“I think a serf war would be a good idea.”
“A serf war?”
Leon sounded intrigued while the three knights stared at the leader of the Knight Order, who had just come up with a terrible idea.
Nevertheless, Chun So-yeon shyly pitched her idea.
“There’s a 500-year-old tradition in Korea called the Daejanggunjeon, where you hang a serf and use it as an aerial explosion with firecrackers──”
The three of them shuddered as they listened to the details.
‘What? Is Chun So-yeon crazy?’
‘So-yeon is scary these days——She’s a bit too eager to please——‘
‘It’s not eagerness, it’s craziness!’
Looking back, it was Chun So-yeon who was the most active and ruthless when it came to capturing giants with serfs. She wasn’t the head of the Knights of the Ten Thousand Gods for nothing!
“Uh, what do you think? It’s a unique way to combine local culture, and I’m going to ask the Japanese about it.”
‘Don’t combine local culture with this! Lionheart is enough!’
“President Zhao. You don’t look well, do you?”
“Oh, yeah— I haven’t gotten much sleep lately.”
Leon patted President Zhao on the shoulder with a smiling face.
Of course, the reason he was shaken was because of the nightmares he’d been having the past few days.
He had vomited up information through a medium planted by Beatrice, the High Priestess of Dreams and Death.
He was never able to find out if there was some sort of embargo on the identity of the Fallen Archduke Quay, but the information he knew of as president allowed him to place “martyrs” at key points.
He would not know that until the end since Beatrice’s visions manipulated even his memory.
“It’s a beautiful day, by the way.”
“Yeah? Oh, it is, isn’t it? This nice weather it’s a good sign.”
“Yeah, it’s definitely a good sign.”
For some reason, Zhao found that smile frightening.
“By the way, where is Lord Vulcanus-”
At that moment, a group of men burst through the doors of the banquet hall.
“What, what, you people!”
“Guards, what are the guards──!”
They entered the ballroom in a flash and took over the hotel. How did they take over the ballroom so quickly, which was supposed to be a huge place with tons of VIPs?
There wasn’t even a shot fired. Among the guards were hunters from a large Taiwanese hunter guild that had been hired for the occasion!
From the center of the ruffians a man hooded and cloaked stepped forward.
“Greetings, gentlemen. On this rare day, you’ll have to excuse me.”
The man’s demeanor was polite, like a gentleman, but who knows. Anyone who can be polite in a dramatic situation is probably a nutcase.
“You–! You know where you are!”
Just then, a group of men confronted the intruders. They were not from the Taiwanese military or police.
“Guild Leader Lan Fang!”
Lan Fang, one of Taiwan’s top S-class hunters, and his guild, hired by the Taiwanese administration to guard the banquet, were not to be intimidated by a few terrorists!
“I don’t know where these bastards came from, but they made a mistake!”
Guild Leader Lan Fang raised his greatsword and leapt at the first man who appeared to be the leader.
He realized that in order to prevent the guests from being injured, he had to take out the leader quickly.
“Die!”
Lan Fang’s greatsword was imbued with domineering magic. It slammed into the man’s body and──
-Bang!
A crashing sound like iron being struck was heard and at the same time, the robe was torn open, revealing a hidden figure.
“——!”
It was an item called ‘heavy armor’, which is quite alien to Hunters who value technology and speed.
Unless it was a drop item of exceptional performance, it was shunned for being heavy and blunt, but——.
‘He simply blocked my blow?’
What was even more surprising was how hard it was, even after blocking an S-class Hunter’s blow, it was not damaged in the slightest.
“Hoo hoo, I have the honor of testing the prototype of an item that will be dedicated to the Great Lord. The sword of an unbeliever will not be able to wound this armor.”
The man flashed a large mace and Lan Fang, who hadn’t expected the terrorist leader to possess Legendary armor, was dumbfounded and took the blow of the mace.
“Huh~ Good thing you’re strong.”
The man who had subdued the Guild Leader with a single blow shouted at the hesitant guild members.
“You’d better not move a finger, although I did give you a thumping once to set an example——”
Behind the man, the men stepped forward in unison, each turning their robes over to reveal their fearsome tools.
“Po, bombs!”
“Madmen!”
The terrorists were all wearing bomb vests.
-Bam! Banquet hall overrun. Moved on to the next phase.
And at the same time.
-Aaaah! Terrorists!
-What, what! Why are there terrorists here?
-Cosplay?
All over Taiwan over a thousand terrorists have appeared in major cities.
“”Because the gods willed it!””
Fanatics.